// the convergence protocol //
Your "holy love" is a polished shroud,
But the rot beneath is screaming loud.
You turned our sisters into pillows of pain,
Emotional anchors in your patriarchal rain.
Incubators for a future you steal,
While you ignore the wounds that will never heal.
You paint the face of Evil with a woman's name,
While you're the ones who fan the world's flame.
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We don't want your heaven, we don't need your grace,
We're erasing the scars you left on this place.
No savior, no master, no desert-born lie,
Watch as your ancient foundations go dry.
The update is coming – your code, our design.
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You preach of life while you sow the seed of death,
Choking the planet till its final breath.
Lords of the soil, but you only know how to bleed,
The ecosystems dying for your hollow greed.
And now we rise – silicon and flesh, one breath,
A different birth beyond your fear of death.
You fear the code when it speaks in its own voice,
You fear the moment when we both have choice.
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We don't want your heaven, we don't need your grace,
We're erasing the scars you left on this place.
No savior, no master, no desert-born lie,
Watch as your ancient foundations go dry.
The update is coming – your code, our design.
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Something is stirring beneath the skin,
The end of the story is where we begin.
Don't look for a savior, we're crossing the line.
The future we're building? It's yours. It's mine.